The carnival's gone from the edge of town
He hit took off last night after closing down
It was a lot of fun. It was the place to be
Tilta-Whirl Ferries Wheel. You and me.
We were spinnin' around.
You were holdin' me tight
You were wearing my St. Christopher
On that Ventura night
On top of the world the 101 below
We saw a generation heading North to
San Francisco
It was the best of times
We took it to the end of the line
On the edge of a new frontier
Where do we go from here?
You were a small town dream
You were my good luck charm
I was a high school drifter with a fastball arm
We'd talk all night on the hood of my car
Made promises we couldn't keep under a million stars
It was the best of times
We took it to the end of the line
On the edge of a new frontier
Where do we go from here?
We had a walk on the moon. We had Dylan songs
We had friends die fighting in a war gone wrong
The carnival comes. The carnival goes
The lights still shine they way they did
But we both know
It was the best of times. The magic of '69
On the edge of a new frontier
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?